The trip had been remarkably uneventful.
Mirielle Merlon had kept her word, and
Lazular's guards kept any other Imperial dignitaries or mercenaries at bay. They'd even managed to carefully avoid the patterns of the the Antlions and sand worms that has caused so many deaths on the dunes. Now they had arrived at
Annuakat, the Empire's capital.
Argath and company ascended the thousand step ziggurat, attracting the attention of several Kaliti as they walked. They would arrive at the
Gerra's throne, an open air pavilion filled with what Argath assumed were the Empire's elite guard and advisers.
"You have done well for yourself brother." Argath complimented as he observed the scene. Argath had little stomach of Gerra's claim of divinity, but the trek from Lazular had taken time. Gerra ruled over much of the sands, and his guardsmen seemed well trained. Not as savage as the Blight
Orcs Argath was used to commanding, but well trained nonetheless.
"As a token of my good faith, I have brought a trio of gifts. The first, a rug crafted by the finest weavers in Bhathairk" He pulled out from behind him a wrapped rug that in honesty was quite ugly. Argath knew little of the beauty of such things, but understood Gerra enjoyed them and made an honest effort. He gave the rug to one of the Lazular guardsman, who would take it to Gerra for inspection. Business between Molthal's sons was always a tricky affair, and he would not close the gap of their space unless invited.
"The second, a warhammer shaped for your build by the most talented dwarves in Alliria." Inlaid with gems and ornamented with precious metals, the
weapon was a functional and effective work of art. The heft of the weapon was significant, and could easily crush any armored foes in the hands of giantkin. He handed it to a trio of guards who then took it to the Emperor.
"Lastly, I bring you the head of the spineless fool Lokat, our mutual enemy." He handed a small chest to another guard, containing the head of one of his and Gerra's older brothers. He seemed to remember Lokat being one of the instigators of Gerra's height-based torment, but was fuzzy on the details. Perhaps he was one of Gerra's most prolific abusers, or perhaps Argath was mistaken and he was simply another of their brothers. In any case, he doubted Gerra would be unhappy at Argath culling the herd.